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The cafe dressed as a bar

It’s a perfect size for a bistro, newly up off a busy street curb in Chembur. But the name clearly states Café so n so. We decide to check. 

We enter in to dimly lit room with graffiti laden walls and glass panels. A giant tv plays edm music on one end, an empty bar counter on the other with tables in between. Café? 

There is a decent selection of coffees & teas with assorted snacks in the menu.  We order a Cappuccino and a Chamomile tea. We work while they get the order, the dim lights and music don’t help. Our drinks arrive, we taste it – the cappuccino is watery and run down, the chamomile is water with a tea- bag. Clearly, no Barista is calling the shots here.  

A couple of tables fill up. From snippets of conversation and confused looks, we figure these customers are also as lost as us. I summon the stewardess and ask her again, “Is this place really a café?”

She comes across as a young, first-job types. She thinks hard and finally spills the beans. “Our management has applied for a bar license. Till we get it, we are serving this.” Ahh, now i get it.  

We pay and leave. I hope one day they decide for sure what the place is – a café dressed as a bar or a bar that also serves coffee.

You decide.

Published by appamprawns

soni writes about children and people in controlled spaces, in his quest for appam stew. homi writes in the hope of being able to buy prawns to make patiyo.

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